let's makeout let's makeout let's make out let's make out
i'm so high i feel like the people i'm chatting with online can some how see that i'm naked.
I wonder if those guys know that i know that is a halfway house and dont just think it is some cool older guy frat house.
I just want you to know I tipped the cab driver $10 last night because I felt bad that he didn't have healthcare.
I just want uncharted vagina. Fresh and ripe.
I'm pretty sure my moms getting nailed in the bathroom right now while I'm chaperoning. God damn it.
I may or may not have traded sexual favors for Disney on Ice tickets.
I hate that he uses me for something other than sex. What does he think I am? His girlfriend? Ha.
I was stumbling so much, men walking behind us were shouting "don't hit the pole! don't hit the pole!" whenever I was near a telephone pole.
It's all fun and games until some random starts jerking it on the deck.
That guy was cool until he tried fighting that dude in the bow tie. I need better wingmen.
Before we have sex for the first time I would like "eye of the tiger" to be playing to mentally prepare me for what I'm about to endure.
I feel like my sexual preferences are just another sign that I am a 75 year old drag queen in a 29 year old woman's body.
I got really adventurous too. Like. Balls in the mouth adventurous.
So... How much of our rent is drug money?
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